Artist: HoodRich Pablo Juan (Johnny Cinco) Album: Poppi Seed Connect: Da Grand Hu$$le (Mixtape) Song: Let Em Hate Typed by: AZ Lyrics [Johnny Cinco] I blow the trap down I got a mill of the gas pounds I get a mill and they mad now I keep a mill in the sack now Never sent the drop What that 'bout? Please tell me, what that 'bout? Never seen without In and out, I took the scenic route I took the scenic route If we don't pay, we gon' clean them out Pull up in [?] Only way where you see me now Throw it my way when you see me now Knew you gon' hate when you see me now Young nigga all on the TV now Riding in a Bugatti [?] reason now [Chorus] Let them hate, let them hate, let them hate [?] check the face I was in, pulling bags, smoking the [?] I got partner on the way, on the way, hey Let them hate, let them hate, let them hate [?] check the face, hey I've been popping around my way, on my way, hey Let them hate, let them hate, let them hate [Hoodrich Pablo Juan] I'm a gentleman like I'm a kingsman Frank Lucas mink coat, bitch, I'm a kingpin Pull up in the Phantom, serve you 3 for 10 Get shot with the chopper by one hair on my chinny chin chin I'm busting out bricks, counting Benjamins I'm mixing the dope with the cinnamon [?] in my hand, don't fuck with my zone Matinee nigga be wrapping and shipping the dope Me and Poppi pull up in the Inspector Gadget, double-R Ghost They like, "Who is them?" These fuck niggas talking 'bout, "They getting money" I ain't never heard of them niggas, who is them? I'm in the streets for real Ain't no trend, winter time and we still wearing Timberlands Fuck what you heard, nigga God blessing all the trap niggas in Christian Louboutins [Chorus]